I moved you from the "keep" pile to a similar pile, in the living room, when I had friends over almost 2 weeks ago, so we could eat and drink round the table in the conservatory.
You are not:
-In the living room
-In the understairs cupboard of doom (although there are boxes in there but I have checked them)
-In my bedroom amongst the "loft" pile or the "dd1 to sort over summer" pile
-in dd1's currently mostly empty wardrobe
-on the "tip" pile at the end of the garden
-in the loft (safety warning up there so haven't used for anything)
-back in the conservatory
-under any bed
You have certainly not been binned - I moved you with the loft boxes and other few still to be unpacked.
You contain Christmas secrets in a Lush delivery box, a large pink handbag, a 2m piece of blue fabric. Possibly something else I cannot picture.
Where the actual fuck have you gone? The house is not that big - there are only so many places you could hide!